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[Intro]
You're a fucking cocksucker, Jonathan
(Делит на бите, сука)
You're a failure, Jonathan
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I'm on the stove
Aye, don't fuck wit me my killers goin' rouge
Place the bets now
Head collide wit' bat now
Pull up to your spot you go back now
So what you finna do when it's all fallin' down on you
On the far side
Never trippin' bout that shit unless it's our guys
[Chorus]
I'm Bill Cipher on meth, yeah
I'm Bill Cipher on meth, yeah
I'm Bill Cipher on meth, yeah
I'm Bill Cipher on meth
Fuck boy
I put you down inside a mess
Got the number on the ready, but I still won't call
Got a couple opposition down to take that all from me
[Verse 2]
So what you want from me now
40 knock him down
I got fire tip inside the round
Cause I don't lay around
Ride wit' a clip
A forty and a drum mag
And you bitch die for the dick, but you steady staying dumb mad
Shot 'em down, I ain't like it by the way that he walk
And the clip universal I shot at his brother and made a mistake
Forty hit him in the face
Pop another feint now he in the grave, bitch
Pop another shot of shotty everybody walk around on the same shit
Both got nothin' left
Runnin' from the past
Wanna link up put the drinks up, ok
Shawty bet
Both got nothin' left
Runnin' from the past
Mufucka I'm bill cipher on bad meth
You're a fucking cocksucker, Jonathan
(Делит на бите, сука)
You're a failure, Jonathan
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I'm on the stove
Aye, don't fuck wit me my killers goin' rouge
Place the bets now
Head collide wit' bat now
Pull up to your spot you go back now
So what you finna do when it's all fallin' down on you
On the far side
Never trippin' bout that shit unless it's our guys
[Chorus]
I'm Bill Cipher on meth, yeah
I'm Bill Cipher on meth, yeah
I'm Bill Cipher on meth, yeah
I'm Bill Cipher on meth
Fuck boy
I put you down inside a mess
Got the number on the ready, but I still won't call
Got a couple opposition down to take that all from me
[Verse 2]
So what you want from me now
40 knock him down
I got fire tip inside the round
Cause I don't lay around
Ride wit' a clip
A forty and a drum mag
And you bitch die for the dick, but you steady staying dumb mad
Shot 'em down, I ain't like it by the way that he walk
And the clip universal I shot at his brother and made a mistake
Forty hit him in the face
Pop another feint now he in the grave, bitch
Pop another shot of shotty everybody walk around on the same shit
Both got nothin' left
Runnin' from the past
Wanna link up put the drinks up, ok
Shawty bet
Both got nothin' left
Runnin' from the past
Mufucka I'm bill cipher on bad meth
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